Thursday, July 7, 2011
Our God of Second Chances
When I look back over my life, I can often see that there were turning points, moments of conversion, when a decision I made was to change my life forever.
So many times I said – No or Never. And God would come back again and again to give me another chance to say Yes.
I remember the moment when my father-in-law told me that I would be perfect if only I was Catholic. (I think he was only half-joking.) I told him very seriously that I would never convert to Catholicism.
Dad passed away within the next several months. About 2 years after that, I entered the Catholic Church at the Easter Vigil.
So much happened in-between and that is another story, but over 20 years later, I know it was all grace. (And I am also pretty sure that my father-in-law had a lot to do with it. I can just picture him driving God crazy.)
I remember the moment when I told my husband that I would never get a spiritual director. My husband had one, but I didn’t think I needed anyone.
I wanted to do it myself. God and me. The truth is, I didn’t think I could trust anyone enough to talk to them about something so personal as my relationship with God.
Six months later a new priest came to our parish. As I got to know him, I found it easy to talk with him about anything. Within months, he became my spiritual director and would become one of the most profound influences in my life.
Through his direction and compassion I would learn about the God I never knew. This kind priest would become someone I would trust, someone who would help me to know God’s healing and loving heart.
We cannot see God face to face. We cannot see Him in the immediate “now.” The only way to see His presence in our lives is to look back from time to time.
It is in looking back that we can see how God has guided us or nudged us or invited us. Looking back we can see all the times God has made our crooked paths straight.
Looking back, we can see the God of second chances.